Sorry, that last post was a bit nostalgic for the times when I was poor and happy in my post-college days. I would say that those were my salad days, but they were more like my rotting vegetable days. Paula, my old housemate, can attest to that.
Someone was just amazing enough to give me a bunch of nice suits that I will need to look more professional. However, it makes me a little uncomfortable--such an instant power make-over. What a symbol for privilege.
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